After a few minutes, she felt that the man in black should have gone away, and Luo Fei'er said with a lingering feeling: "That person is so terrible!

"I don't know!"

He Ping is like being in the clouds, but he already has a rough guess about the identity of the man in black. This person should be a demon cultivator, and may be the master of this forest.

What He Ping didn't expect was that this guy's cultivation was so high, and according to He Ping's understanding, a demon cultivator of this level who could transform and apologize should have reached the Yuan Infant Stage.

With such a big sect as the Tianyi faction, I don't know if there is a Yuan Infant Old Monster, this guy turned out to be a Yuan Infant Old Monster!

Luo Fei'er's mood calmed down slightly, and she said angrily: "You are too bold, you actually opened your mouth to ask the other party for amethyst grass!

"I wanted to confirm my idea, but I didn't expect the other party to really agree. He Ping said with a smile.

"What do you think?"

"The other party should be the demon king here, and the meeting he said is fate, but I'm afraid there is a big problem. ”

Luo Fei'er Bingxue is smart, He Ping mentioned this, and naturally figured out a lot of things. The token that this person said can keep them safe in the forest, which will naturally explain their identity, and with that extremely high cultivation, their identity is naturally not in suspense. He Ping's last sentence was just a final confirmation.

A heaven and earth spiritual creature like Amethyst Grass, except for an existence like the Demon King, who can control its distribution? Whether it is a demon beast or a monk, who is willing to give up the opportunity to improve the spiritual root?

Those terrifying Void Worms should only be the guardians of these amethyst grasses.

Just because they met and gave their tokens to each other, who would believe it? Unless this demon king's brain is in water.

There must be something in this that they don't know, either this demon king found something in them, that is, something on the so-called king, or this demon king has something to put in them.

He Ping felt that the latter might be greater, so this token was likely to be a trap. After getting the amethyst grass, you have to find a way to throw away this token, otherwise it is likely to fall into the other party's way.

He Ping and Luo Fei'er turned around and walked the way they came, walking and walking.

"Brother He, what's wrong?" Luo Fei'er thought that He Ping had found something wrong.

"Wait a minute, King Hu?"

He Ping remembered the beautiful figure in the white snow, could it be her? Before the demon king gave him the token, he had visited their bodies, could it be because of the power of the bloodline? The white fox had given him a drop of golden blood, and he had injected his own blood into Luo Fei'er's body in order to detoxify her.

If the demon king visited, he would naturally be able to discover the power of the bloodline. And the demon clan attaches the most importance to bloodline, so they gave them two spirit grasses. That's what he calls the origin, right?

If this is the case, things seem more reasonable, after all, for the old monsters of the Yuan Infant Stage, kneading a Qi cultivation stage disciple like them does not require any effort at all, and if there is anything to send, there is no need to go to such a great deal of effort.

Hu Qianqian turned out to be the king in the mouth of the demon king?

"Remember her?" asked Lofeel softly.

"I'm sorry!" He Ping smiled wryly.

"Don't blame yourself, you knew her earlier. And she has great kindness to you and me, and I have no intention of being jealous. ”

He Ping had already experienced Luo Fei'er's reasonableness, otherwise they would not have come to this point.

This demon king must have regarded the two of them as her descendants. How can a demon cultivator in the infancy stage be thousands of years old? It is not strange at all to have descendants of their age.

Who is this demon king? He Ping suddenly felt a strange emotion in his heart, could this guy be his rival in love? It seems that the possibility is not small. He Ping felt the pressure on his body increase dramatically.

Within a thousand years, if you can't turn into a god, I will kill you with my own hands! Her cultivation can't be just a primordial infant, how can her suitor be a primordial infancy?

It's still not right, when she met herself, didn't she lose her cultivation?

He Ping shook his head, suppressing his chaotic thoughts. Although I was a little flustered when I ran, I could still find the general direction. From time to time, there were traces of trampling of grass and trees, and a few traces of explosions, and He Ping and Luo Fei'er finally returned to the mound.

It was still unusually quiet, the purple grass shimmering, and bursts of fragrance wafted through the nostrils.

Only the messy footprints on the ground showed the danger just now. The few monks who died had nothing left, their bones, their clothes, and their storage bags were probably eaten clean by the Void Worm.

The man in black said that this token would keep them alive, so they should be together. He Ping took Luo Fei'er's slender hand and took a small step, stepping on the soft soil.

The scene at that time was too shocking, and He Ping didn't dare to be careless. Every step was taken very carefully, little by little, step by step, He Ping and Fei'er walked to the mountainside of the mound.

It was here that the female cultivator of the Void Academy was devoured clean, and Luo Fei'er's palms became moist.

A small puff of black smoke floated out of a soft piece of dirt, and He Ping pulled Luo Fei'er into his arms with one hand, and raised the token high with the other hand.

The puff of black smoke did not fly, but silently burrowed into the earth.

Luo Fei'er's face was slightly red, and she looked around nervously, except for the one just now, there were no void worms around. It seems that this token is useful.

"Which amethyst grass is of good quality?"

He Ping asked quietly, since he can only eat it once, he naturally has to choose a better quality.

"Choose a darker color!"

Lofeel noticed that the halo around the darker-colored amethyst grass seemed to be stronger. Although she didn't know about this herb, she felt that the stronger the medicine, the stronger the halo it emitted.

He Ping picked up two dark-colored amethyst grasses and pulled them out, pulling Luo Fei'er down the mound quickly.

"Little brother, stay here!" a slightly flattering voice came to the mound.

He Ping looked back and saw that a demon beast with a wolf's head and a human body had somehow arrived on the mound, grinning at them, revealing Sensen's white teeth.

"Little brother stay!" The wolf demon strode over!

Another unfathomable demon cultivator!

"Is there anything going on with the seniors?" He Ping arched his hand.

The wolf demon waved his hand, patted He Ping's shoulder, and said with a grin: "Little brother, you're welcome, you are the boss's guest, and you are my friend of Langsan!"

"Then I'll dare to call Brother Lang!"

"Hey, that's right, brother's surname?"

"Under the surname He, He Ping!"

"Brother He is admired by others! There is a way that is three thousand weak water, but take one scoop, Brother He only takes two spiritual grasses, and he is really bright!"

He Ping rolled his eyes in his heart, where is this? He wanted to pick two more, the key was that he had to dare, and it was useless to pick more.

"Brother Lang has won the award, the principle of the younger brother is that it is enough, and he never dares to be greedy!"

He Ping didn't lie about this, it didn't matter if he was not greedy, or if he was short-sighted. He felt that there was no psychological burden in this way, and he lived a happier life!

"It's good enough, I like my brother's temper brother very much, haha!"

Lang San stopped laughing and turned to Luo Fei'er: "This is a brother and sister, right?

Lofeel blushed at what he said.

What does this guy mean when he comes up with such a set? He Pinghao has never seen such an unorthodox senior.

Lang San suddenly patted his head and said with a smile: "You see I almost forgot about business, and the boss asked me to tell the virtuous couple that the amethyst grass can't be taken out of the forest." The boss is also good to the two, because he is afraid that these things will bring death to the two!"

"Little brother understands, then Brother Lang will thank that senior on his behalf!" He Ping clasped his fists again and saluted.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say! There will be a period later!" Lang San also hugged his fists and rushed into the forest in a flash.

Although this Langsan has a wolf head and talks a lot, his temper seems to be good.

He Ping and the others found a hidden place and prepared to take amethyst grass.

Amethyst grass is a very special elixir, it cannot be refined into an elixir, it can only be swallowed. The demon king didn't let them take the amethyst grass out of the forest, and the other meaning was that he didn't want them to take them out of the secret realm and hand it over to the sect.

Because the secret realm can only be entered by disciples in the Qi cultivation period, and the void worms guarding the amethyst grass are enough to deal with it, so in principle, this elixir cannot be brought out of the secret realm, and He Ping and they got it for special reasons, which can only be regarded as an exception.

In order to prevent being disturbed when refining amethyst grass, He Ping and the others still chose to take turns refining.

Lo Fei sat cross-legged and breathed to adjust her body to the best condition. I saw her jade hand flip, and the purple spirit grass was grabbed by her hand. The spirit grass was not big, and Luo Fei'er swallowed the elixir in two bites.

The elixir went down her stomach, and Luo Fei'er felt a sudden heat in her stomach, as if it was burning. As her spiritual power worked, the heat began to flow to her limbs. Streams of fire flowed through Lofeel's body, and her snow-white skin began to redden, and the red became more and more intense.

A white mist rose from Luo Fei'er's body, Luo Fei'er frowned, and beads of sweat the size of beans crawled all over her forehead.

He Ping, who was standing not far away, was a little nervous, not knowing if her reaction was normal.

Suddenly, Lofeel snorted and fell to the ground. He Ping could no longer care about the vigilance, and rushed to Luo Fei'er's side, placing his palm on her lower abdomen. Luo Fei'er's spiritual power in her body was a little disordered, but it was fine, a strange spiritual power was washing the meridians of her body, because this spiritual power was too domineering, it hit her spiritual platform, making her temporarily unconscious.

He Ping didn't dare to withdraw his spiritual power, and continued to observe the situation in Luo Fei'er's body to prevent accidents.

After about an hour, the spiritual power in Luo Fei'er's body finally stabilized, and Luo Fei'er woke up slowly.

"How are you feeling?" He Ping asked worriedly.

Luo Fei'er ran the exercises and said in surprise: "The spiritual power in my body is running more smoothly, is this the improvement of the spiritual root attributes?"

At this time, Luo Feier realized that she was covered with a faint layer of mud, exuding a slight smell. Lo Fei'er's face turned red, and she walked behind a big tree and rinsed it with water.

After a few moments, Lo Fei'er, dressed in white, turned out from behind the tree, and her skin looked more hydrated.